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Diary

Pairing: May Parker x Fem!Reader

Summary: You read May's diary and find some interesting stuff

Warnings: ONLY for those over 18 years old (minors/blank blogs will be blocked), penetrative sex (fingering).

Words: 1.8k

English is not my first language so there may be grammar errors

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15 th of May

I can't function. Having her at home, concentration is almost impossible. Even being in the same room as her, I can barely hold my train of thought. She doesn't know what she does to me.

All I want is to feel her inside me, it sounds bad and I know it, but I long for it, I dream of her touching me in all the places she can touch. I want him to bend me over and fuck me from behind, hard and fast without mercy. Then I want her to keep fucking me over and over again, until she can't feel my legs and muscles aching from the effort it takes for her to keep having an orgasm.

Wow.

I haven't read anything this erotic since I tried to read Fifty Shades of Grey, but I inevitably got bored in a couple of chapters. But this… this was so much better than any fake Fifty Shades shit. This was real and authentic and sexy and...

And it was May's diary.

I was looking for a book that Peter had told me he had and that I needed for my exam, when I accidentally dropped a few trying to get the one I needed. Imagine my surprise when I find a seemingly plain notebook with May Parker delicately scribbled across the top. I really didn't want to open it, but once I saw the word fuck I knew this wasn't a book with notes.

My eyes couldn't stop and I found myself fascinated by the writing. May was apparently horny for some girl. A girl she hasn't named yet.

I turn to the next page, waiting for this mystery girl to be named. I feel like I'm wet in my pants and desperately want to touch myself, but not before I find out who this mystery woman is.

May 28

Last night I dreamed that she fucked me again. Hard, it's always hard when he fucks me, this time with a vibrator that goes in and out at a fast pace, turned up as high as possible. Usually he fucks me with his fingers, three buried deep with reckless abandon, but this time it was a vibrator. Even in my dreams I didn't feel as good as she did.

At this point, I was swimming, it was so wet. I flipped through most of the other pages, desperate to touch myself, but even more curious to know who the mystery girl is. But May never names her. I turn to the most recent entry to see if she has any mystery woman clues.

3 of June

Today I go home again. She and Peter had come home to study but he had to go do his superhero stuff but she stayed home and offered to help me with some things and I was thanking God the whole time because despite being things routinely everything was made more difficult if she was around.

I stopped in my tracks, nearly having an orgasm just reading that sentence. On June 3, I had helped May and I was her only help. In her house it was just her and me because, as she had said, Peter had left.

I kept looking at her and thinking of her bending over and fucking me, her fingers inside my wet pussy and her lips wrapped around my nipples, the dream I'd had of the vibrator going in and out recklessly. I don't know how I'll ever look at her the same way again.

I can hardly breathe, but I manage. I realize this could be a very interesting situation.

I find May later and touch her arm to get her attention. She jumps up, looking almost scared to death because I was within two feet of her. Just looking at her wide-eyed expression and remembering what she wrote makes desire and lust ripple deep in my belly.

"May?" I ask her, smiling sweetly "Would you mind coming over after work? There are some things we need to discuss" I watch as her face becomes confused.

"About?"

"Nothing big, it's more of a personal thing," she shrugged, as she nodded apprehensively and agreed to meet me. We agreed to meet at my house and then I'm going to read more of her diary.

June 1

It's slowly killing me, her desire for her and the need that hangs over me. I keep dreaming and I keep waking up sweaty and hot. I had to touch myself waking up every morning this week, I even had to get in the shower and put the shower head to good use.

I don't know how long I can go on like this, I may have to find someone, anyone, to stop thinking about her.

Later that day I was at home, waiting for May to show up, reading her diary over and over again. It was as if she couldn't put it down, even though she had read it through several times.

When she finally knocked on the door, I put down her diary and answered her confidently. I wasn't nervous at all; He knew what she wanted and he was willing to give it to her.

"Y/N, may I know what this is about?" she asks, frowning.

I grab the book from the table where she had left it and pick it up, watching her face turn white.

"I found your diary"

"You read..."

"Yeah, I know you're attracted to me, May," I murmur, moving closer to her. Her big brown eyes were wide and she almost looked like she was going to pee at any moment.

"I'm so sorry you had to find out like this" she murmurs, now leaning against the wall. I'm so close to her, I'm sure she's thinking I'm going to hit her or something. But I'm not angry, not in the least.

I'm horny.

"I'm not," I shrug, dropping the book to the floor with a loud thud and putting my hands on her waist to turn her over. "Hands against the wall, turn around for me baby" my voice is husky, and she obeys without protest, which feeds me.

"You've been a bad girl recently, writing all that stuff about me." I'm pressed against her back, I can feel her breath pick up, and my mouth is close to her ear as my hand unbuttons her pants and lower it. "You've been having so much fun masturbating by yourself, why didn't you think I wanted to have fun with you too?" Through her underwear I rub her, feeling how wet she already is.

"I-I," she mutters incoherently, leaning hard against the wall, "I didn't think you'd be interested," she mutters, as my fingers slide under her underwear to touch her naked.

"I've been so horny, reading that diary was like an electric shock to my clit" As if to show her how I felt, I placed a light pinch on her clit, watching as her body twitched and she let out a gasp. pleasure. "I haven't been able to sit still for hours"

She shifts, twists to try to get something, anything to lessen the pressure I know must be building inside her. My fingers traced her sex hers, tracing her slowly, it must have been torture. That's what made it so much fun.

"Tell me what you want, honey," she murmurs, my free hand reaching under her shirt to pinch a hard nipple, "tell me what you want me to do to you," she shudders, and I know I have her at my mercy.

"Fuck me please" she moans as I gently rub her nipple between my thumb and forefinger as I gently do the same with her clit "fuck me hard Y/N please. I want you inside me"

I almost moaned hearing that; her sexual voice was husky and soft, without a doubt the sexiest thing she had ever heard. All he wanted was to hear her scream as he went deeper into her, but: he knew patience was a virtue and he needed to wait for this to develop better.

"Why?" I ask her casually, the tip of one of my fingers teasing her entrance now, not fully penetrating her but letting her know it's a possibility, "Why do you want me to fuck you, May?" My tongue begins to trace the spot behind her ear, and I'm so close to her that I'm sure she can feel my breasts on her shoulder blades.

"Because you're sexy," she blurts out, "because you're secretive and mysterious and you don't give a shit what people think. You do what you want and you do it proudly, and it's sexy to see someone so in control of everything, even when they shouldn't." ".

"Are you saying I'm in control of you right now?" I ask with a smile, as she rubbed her chest hard enough to make her moan, wanting more.

"Yes," she whispers, "yes please. Please fuck me please," she almost sobbed from the effort it's taking, and I can see her arms shaking against the wall. Her hands are white from pressing so hard, and her breathing is unsteady. I can tell without having to ask that she's ready to come.

"Well, since you asked so nicely" Without further ado, I inserted two of her fingers, fucking them in and out of her at a faster rate than I would normally use. But she grinds against him, moaning loudly and digging her nails into the wall, trying to find something, anything, to grab onto.

"Fuck," she swears, as I continue to fuck her hard and hard, faster and faster until I'm sure I can't feel my fingers anymore. Bent at such an angle, I was making sure to hit her spot every damn time as my second hand migrated from her breast to her clit to run in circles as well.

"Y/N, I'm going to cum," she moans, as my fingers move her mercilessly.

"Come for me baby, strong. Come for me," I tell her, as she feels her muscles tense and her walls contract around me. She screams my name and every muscle in her stomach heaves with orgasm. I don't think I've ever seen anyone in my life have an orgasm like that.

She fell back into my arms and I sat on the floor with her limp and sweaty body in my lap. I held her so close to me, her head fell gently into the crook of my neck and she had never felt happier.

"So," she asks, once she's regained her breath and her ability to speak coherently, "did you read my diary?"

"I read your diary"

[addieparrilla]

Scary Movie

Pairing: May Parker x Fem! Reder

Summary: Peter tells you to wait for him at his house while he arrives and May offers to keep you company.

Warnings: ONLY for those over 18 years old (minors/blank blogs will be blocked), penetrative sex (fingering), oral sex and interruption.

Words: 1.8k

This is the first fic I write please be kind, English is not my first language sorry if there are mistakes.

"Hey, are we still playing paintball today?" I asked over the phone as I tossed my protective gear into a large black duffel bag.

"Yeah, I have some errands to run first, but you can go ahead and wait for me at my house, I'll be there in an hour or so," Peter replied as he drove down the road.

"Okay, I'll relax there, door open?" I zipped up my duffel bag and slung it over my shoulder before heading out the door of the bar.

"No, my aunt isn't here, she has a conference or something. Use the key under the flowerpot," Peter reminded me.

"Ah, got it, I'll see you there."

"Bye." After I heard Peter hang up, I put the phone in my pocket and started walking towards his house. Wind flowed through my hair, occasionally blowing my leather jacket open to expose a gray tank top underneath. I can't say I wasn't disappointed that Peter's aunt wasn't there. Dammit. Just thinking about May makes me shiver. I always thought May was incredibly beautiful. Long light brown hair, matching brown orbs, the sexy glasses she wears…that jaw line…I snapped out of my thoughts when I noticed she had arrived.

Approaching the door, I followed Peter's instructions, took the key from under the flowerpot and unlocked the door before putting it back. I walked in and closed the door softly behind me. He led me into the living room, I put my bag on the floor before going into the kitchen and getting a soda from the fridge. I rarely found a 12-pack of soda in the Parkers' fridge. You opened the soda, twisting the tab until it came loose, I've been doing this for as long as I can remember. He tossed the tab in the trash before returning to the living room and turning on the television.

About 15 minutes passed before he heard a door open. He looked towards the door and I saw May standing there, a smile on her face.

"Hello Y/N," he greeted me as he walked into the living room, adjusting his glasses which I found absolutely sexy. I swallowed hard as I watched May as quietly as possible without getting caught.

"Uh, hi May, I didn't expect you to be home."

"And why wouldn't I be in my own house?" May chuckled.

"Peter told me you had some kind of conference."

"Ah, that ended shortly after an argument between Mr. Stark and Happy began."

"Tony doesn't he ever start an argument?" I asked while taking a sip of my soda.

"He has a bad temper, I'll give you that," May shook her head. At that moment I received a text message. I took my phone out of my pocket and read Peter's text message:

'Hey Y/N! I'm sorry, but I'll be another hour or two at the robotics club. Feel free to raid the cabinets if you're hungry :)' he sighs before pocketing my phone. "Peter will be at least an hour or two."

"What were you planning to do today?" May asked.

"We were going to go play paintball, finally I was going to beat him up" I said between laughs forgetting who I was talking to.

"Idiom."

"Sorry! I totally forgot to censor it," I mentally cursed myself for that slip.

"Okay Y/N I can keep you company if you don't mind of course."

"S-of course, why not," I smiled and silently patted myself on the back for holding myself back.

"Well, would you like to watch a movie with me? You can choose," May offered, smiling.

"I'd love to May. Hmmm, now let me think…" I stayed there thinking about a movie. My eyes lit up with excitement as I smiled. Something told May that she wasn't going to enjoy the movie she was about to tell, but she had to try. "The new Halloween," I said smiling. Peter had told me before that his aunt hated horror movies, every jump would send her flying into his lap. I knew this could be used to my advantage.

"As you wish, put on the movie and I'll make some popcorn." May said, walking into the kitchen and grabbing a bag of popcorn and putting it in the microwave. She hated horror movies, she lost all clout and looked pathetic when she got scared, but it was what she had asked for. Pete's friend she'd only known for a few months… May couldn't get the girl out of her mind. His attention was drawn back to the popcorn as it popped. May returned to the living room with a large bowl of popcorn. I support him on the coffee table before going to the closet and grabbing a blanket. She sat next to me on the couch and pulled the blanket over us, putting the bowl of popcorn between us.

About 20 minutes later, the bowl of popcorn was placed on the coffee table and it was time for the first jumpscare. I smiled as I looked at May who was staring intently at the screen. Just as I looked back at the screen, there was a jumpscare and May jumped closer to me, throwing herself onto my lap. She blushed and silently apologized for her action. I slowly slid my hands under the blanket nonchalantly. I felt the warmth of the brunette's body and felt an all too familiar wetness on my panties. He moved me slowly, my clit throbbing for attention.

"You are well?" May asked while looking at me.

"Yeah, just getting more comfortable," I smiled as the next jump appeared and gave me access to May's thigh without her noticing. I smiled silently to myself as I looked at May's eyes that were glued to the screen. I slid my hand a little further down May's thigh. May's eyes widened a little as she felt my hand get closer and closer to her wet sex. May looked at me. "Y/N, what are you… oh my god," she half said, half groaned when I placed my hand on her mound. I slowly moved closer to May and brought our lips together in a searing kiss. May was taken aback for a second, but wasted no time kissing me back. Our tongues danced together as I placed my hands on May's cheeks and May's went behind my back.

"Wait' Y/N," May pulled back for air and looked at me with pure lust. "How long do we have until Peter returns?" he asked breathlessly.

"We have at least another hour before he gets back," I said smiling. The second May heard those words, she pulled me onto her lap to straddle her, kissing me passionately. May's tongue came out of her mouth, asking for permission to enter my mouth. I parted my lips slightly, allowing May's tongue to enter my mouth. It didn't take long for me to unbutton Aunt Peter's shirt while the brunette took off my jacket. I broke the kiss to remove my tank top, leaving us both in our bras. I took a minute to appreciate the black lace bra May was wearing, the way it held her supple breasts in place. She licked my lips in anticipation.

"Y/N, I'd appreciate it if you'd stop looking at me like a teenager," May said, snapping me out of my little trance. My lips found a spot on May's neck as I unhooked her bra, tossing it somewhere in the room. I let my mouth fall to the top of May's breast, letting my kisses linger until they latched onto a nipple.

"Yeah Y/N," May moaned as her hands tangled in my hair. I released May's chest with a pop and moved on to the other. I took my time with this one, rolling a hardened nipple in my mouth, biting down gently. Another ragged moan escaped her lipstick-smeared lips. As I sucked, I let my hands unbutton May's pants and take them off, I started kissing May's collarbone until I kissed her lips deeply. May grabbed my wrist and placed it between her legs, not realizing how slow she was being. I smiled and took the hint, he slid his hand over the black lace, running his fingers along the slick folds. May gasped and clung to my body, biting my lip, getting more and more aroused by how wet May was.

"My God," he sighed, brown meeting my eyes filled with nothing but desire and lust. I rubbed her clit in circles as May moved her hips to get more attention. May threw her head back, moaning softly as I teased her entrance with a finger, slowly pushing her in, feeling the walls tighten around my finger. May let out another moan as she clutched at my skin. I smiled and began to pump my finger in and out of May slowly, pressing my palm against her clit.

"More, use more fingers," May said. I slid another finger inside and hooked May, moving my fingers at a fast pace, using my thumb now to apply pressure to her clit.

"Fuck is so good, shit i'm coming!" May cried as she convulsed as she came. I could feel May's walls contract around my fingers. I smiled and let May continue riding my fingers to finish her orgasm. Slowly pull your fingers out, licking your fingers clean, moaning at the sweet taste. May leaned back on the couch, her body soothing from the mind-blowing orgasm she'd just had. Once May regained her composure, she shifted her position and unbuttoned my tight skinny jeans, sliding them down my thighs. May propped me up on the couch in a comfortable position, kicking off her shoes and pants in the process. May lay down between my legs, gazing at the gleaming, shaven mound before her. May smiled as she placed kisses on the inner thighs of her legs, loving the way I moved under her. I moaned as May took her tongue and licked at my wet slit.

"Oh shit May," I moaned as May slipped a slender finger into my entrance, her mouth covering my clit, sucking on it hungrily. May slowly slid another finger inside, letting me adjust to it before she slowly began pumping her fingers in and out of my slick wetness.

"Wow wow Y/N, someone's pussy is pretty wet," May smiled as she quickened the pace of her fingers, sucking on my clit, swirling her tongue in circles around my clit.

"Fuck," my lips spoke as I moaned weakly, looking up at the best view of my life. May slipped a third finger inside me as I moved my hips, fucking May's fingers.

"Shit!" I yelled as I came hard over May's fingers and mouth. I let my breath out as May slowly pulled her fingers out, licking her fingers, loving the taste. May climbed up my body and kissed me passionately, tongues trying to dominate each other, teeth scraping, but still loving. Neither of us heard the door open.

"Y/N? Are you here?" Peter's voice sounded in the hall.

"Shit!" May and I said in unison, looking at each other.

[addieparrilla]

I feel this represents me and i don`t know why

Y/N: And what do we say when we feel nervous?

Wanda: My anxiety is chronic but this ass is iconic?

Y/N:

Y/N: Well yes, but also no.

[addieparrilla]

Only you, my girl.

May Parker x fem!reader

I'm just being a big simp for Marisa Tomei once again, nothing else. <3

Summary: May and reader have this disfunctional secret relationship going on, what will happen when reader will break up with May? What is she gonna do when she realizes she made a mistake?

Warnings: age gap, reader is in her 20s, 18+ (minors, do not interact!) angst, language (?), sexual tension, my poor grammar bc English is not my first language (Feel free to tell me if I should add more!)

I got inspired by "Dark Red" by Steve Lacy, so I suggest you listen to it while reading, if you want.♥️

I also got inspired by my POV on TikTok so check it out if you want to (loraine.maximoff)!

You don't know how it happened, but it did and it happened fast, a few months ago.

One minute before you were on the couch with your best friend's aunt and the next you were under her, making out passionately.

After that one encounter it happened more frequently, you and May would wait until Peter was out with his friends or doing superhero shit and when she was finally alone, you would go to her apartment, a few doors away from yours.

It was never your plan to end up like this with the hottest aunt alive, but you admit that you've thought about that a couple of times before… or more than that.

But that was probably a normal thing, you've heard a lot of people say not-so-chaste things about her: how bad they wanted to have a one night stand with her, how bad they wanted to see if she was good in bed and other shit that made your blood boil in your veins. However only you could see her for how she really was, what she liked, what she didn't like, the books she enjoys reading. But luck wasn't gentle with you and it was all too complicated to evolve in a serious relationship, you were much younger than her plus it was wrong in respect of your best friend.

In fact you tried to end that sort of relationship that was happening between you and May multiple times, but after a few days of arguing and ignoring each other, you would always come back to her.

But that doesn't mean you didn't feel guilty.

_

It was a day like the others: Peter was at the Avengers compound and you and May were alone in the living room, having a make out session. You were about to take off the brunette's shirt when you heard Peter unlock the door, making the two of you jump apart.

“Hey, May.” He greeted her and then looked at you with a confused yet happy look. “Hi, Y/N. What are you doing here?”

“Oh, hi Pete.” You said still breathing heavily. “I was waiting for you but it's getting late so I better go.” You inform before dashing out the apartment.

“Wait, I'll walk you to the door.” May swiftly got up from the couch, following you out of the apartment.

“That was close.” She whispered before chuckling a little bit.

“Yeah, too close.” You said in a harsh way, making May frown; she knew what you were thinking.

“We're not doing anything wrong, Y/N.” She assured you stroking your arm. “We talked about this.“

You looked down at your hands, not knowing what to say. “You know, Peter is sleeping at Ned's tonight. Maybe you could come over.”

You saw her biting her lip with a hopeful glint in her eyes and, as much as you'd like to spend the night with the brunette, you knew that you were nothing but a stupid kid in her eyes, she would get bored of you eventually.

Well, you didn't know that but you sensed it. Looking at her you saw a strong, independent woman with her life together (or kinda) and looking at yourself you saw a kid with a lame job and a messy apartment.

And if that wasn't enough she didn't want to tell Peter about you two even though he deserved to know.

This is going nowhere.

“May, we can't.” You crossed your arms, hugging yourself. “This is not gonna happen again. I said it before, I know, but I'm serious this time. We can't keep doing-” You pointed between you and her. “Whatever you want to call it.”

She opened her mouth to say something, but as soon as she saw you shaking your head, silently asking her to say nothing, she closed it.

The look she gave you was heartbreaking. She was disappointed, angry, she wanted to scream at you in that moment, but she didn't. It was a waste of time and she has been there too many times before.

“I'll see you around, Y/N.” And with that she slammed the door right in front of your nose.

_

It has been weeks since your last fight with May. Nothing changed: you still go to Peter's, you help him make his web fluid and you bring food from the diner you work in for him and his aunt. It would all be as usual if May didn't treat you like you didn't exist.

The only things that come out of her mouth when you're around and when she's forced to talk to you are "please" and "thank you". Nothing more.

Peter noticed, of course he did, but he blamed it on the work, he would never think his best friend refused to keep screwing his aunt.

“So, you have a date tonight, uh?” Peter teased you, shaking your shoulder, making you chuckle uncomfortably since May was sitting right in front of you with a book in her hand.

She was so beautiful with her hair tied up in a messy bun and her glasses. The first time you kissed her she looked exactly like she did in that moment.

“So, how are you feeling? Are you nervous? How do you thing she is? Are you gonna kiss her?” Peter started to ask a lot of questions at once, you didn't know how this kid could be so talkative.

May didn't take her eyes out of her book, but you knew she was listening. Her body tensed and she was gripping the book a little too hard.

“Peter, I have a headache. Can you please stop?” May suddenly snapped before heading to her room and closing the door with too much strength.

You and the teenager stared at each other in disbelief. She never acted like that before, at least not in front of you. You knew this was all your fault.

“I'm sorry, Pete. Maybe I should go home and get ready.” You said before storming out of the apartment.

“What just happened?” He whispered to himself before running his hands on his hair.

_

The date with the girl, Alicia, was going well. She was funny, smart, the long silence while eating were never embarrassing. She loved physical touch but she never made you uncomfortable. She was sweet while she stroked your hand, there was no malice in what she did.

Definitely your type.

But there was only a problem: it all felt wrong.

Her laugh didn't warm your heart like the May's did, her touch wasn't as soft as May's when you cuddled in bed, her jokes didn't make you smile like May did.

You didn't see a future with this girl, not even a near future.

And that was when it hit you.

“Are you okay?” Alicia frowned, noticing you zoned out.

“I- I have to go.” You got up and left some money on the table. “I'm sorry.”

You left her there, speechless. Maybe you're a bitch for thinking this but you didn't care, all you cared about was one woman in particular.

After ten minutes or so you get to your building, but instead of heading to your door you head to May's.

come on, you can do this.

You took a deep breath and knocked at the door and after a few seconds May swing the door open, surprised to see you there.

“Hiii” You said jokingly, with a playful yet worried smile on your face.

She shook her head, obviously pissed, and went back to the apartment. She left the door open and you assumed she was silently asking you to come in, so you followed her inside.

“What? You don't want to know about my date?” You joked once again, just to tease her a little bit.

“No, I don't.” She said sitting on the couch with her back turned to you. “I don't care.”

You tilted your head a little bit and crossed your arms with a smirk on your face. “Jealous, May?”

She swiftly got up and looked at you with a dead stare; she was going to kill you for sure. She couldn't believe you had the nerve to tease her like this, not after the mess you made for the millionth time.

“Oh, so I'm right.” Your smirk was bigger than ever now. You knew you were playing with fire but you didn't care at all. You loved when she was jealous.

“Cut the bullshit, Y/N.” She warned you, taking off her glasses.

Oh, she looked so good.

“I don't care about what happened. I don't care about your new girlfriend.” She added with a hint of jealousy in her voice.

“Jealousy suits you, Parker.” You chuckled running a hand through your hair. “Well, I'm gonna tell you anyway: the date went bad.” You explained before biting your lips. “She's not you.”

“What?” Her face softened a little bit, but she didn't want to give up that easily like she always does with you.

“She's not you, May.” You repeated, a tear was now streaming down your cheek.

Saying those words out loud was the confirmation that you didn't want anyone else but her. You were so stupid for realizing it just now.

“Y/N, you have to stop messing with me!” She raised her voice a little bit, obviously frustrated. Could you blame her? You broke up with her at least five times in the last three months, too insecure to stay but too coward to walk away.

“May…” You took a deep breath sitting on a chair. “It took me a while to realize that I've been treating you like shit. I was scared that I was just someone to have sex with and make out when you felt alone. I mean, you're this beautiful, confident woman and I'm still learning how to live life. There's no comparison.”

She frowned, watching you wipe away some tears. She didn't know you felt like that. “There's no comparison, you're right, but that's because I don't want one. I don't care if you're not living your dream life yet or if your job is not how you expected it to be. I just wanted you to be mine.”

Your head immediately snapped to her, “But Peter-”

“Peter can deal with it.” She assured you. “The reason I haven't told him about us yet is because I didn't know if you wanted me enough to be part of your life.”

You looked at your hands, feeling guilty for the mess you caused. “I thought you were ashamed of being with me.”

“No, Y/N. I wanted you to be sure.” She said sweetly, a small smile appeared on her face. “I think you are now, are you?”

You look at her with apologetic eyes. “I belong with you and only you.”

She smiled and walked towards you placing her hands on your head, stroking your hair. You placed your forehead on her stomach and sighed. “Only me, Y/N?”

“Only you, my girl.” You confirmed before your hands grip her waist so much you could feel your nails digging into her flesh.

“Are you sure?” She whispered, now her hands were on your lower back.

You closed your eyes for a second, enjoying her touch. “I'm more than sure.”

“So you love me?” She teased you before placing two fingers under your chin, forcing you to look at her.

You bit your lips and stood up. You rubbed her cheek with your thumb and then your lips meet hers, you started giving her sweet kisses before sweeping your tongue along her bottom lip and then pulling away to look into her eyes.

She placed both of her hands in the back of your head, keeping you as close to her body as possible.

“I love you, May.” She sighed in relief hearing those words. “Only you.”

~

If you read it all, thank you for the support. She's my comfort character at the moment and I need to express all the love I feel for her. <3

Feedback is appreciated as always xx